A Little Too Scared

You say you’re sad because no one reaches out.

None of our so called friends seem to miss you.

But there’s a reason we’re all friends.

We’re all broken.

All of us.

You and I

And him and her

We’re all people that have been stepped upon by the heel of the fine shoe of life and ground into the dust.

So I don’t think it’s that they hate.

And I think they do miss you.

I think they’re just like you.

They miss you but can’t seem to find the strength to say so.

Because regardless of what we say emotions show weakness

And our weaknesses have all been exploited enough times

That we’ve learned to hide them.

So we’re scattered across this globe.

Each of us withering in our own little encasement of fear.

Wishing the others would reach out their hands and say we’re not alone.

But all of us, including me

Are just a little too scared.